Human flaw,
Can harm the innocent.
Some worse than others.
We are everywhere,
In infinate numbers.
Some of us cower,
To hide the shame.
And some shine,
So many others don't suffer the same.
The evil and the flawed,
Raped us of our security.
Robbed us of our peace of mine.
They murdered our trust,
And planted fear in our hearts.
What they didn't understand,
Was that in their attempt,
To break and overpower us,
We were given a new kind of strength,
That is unlike any other seen before.
We killed that wicked weed called fear,
And learned to blossom again.
Not all of us have made it,
So in their honor,
We bow our heads
For our fallen sisters.
But for those who brave the storm
And survive
We are here and everywhere,
Standing on our own feet.
Reaching toward the sky,
Our heads held high.
Our suffering does not define us.
It does not decide who we are,
Or who we will become.
Our bravery and strength determine that.
We are not victims.
We are champions of tragedy.